It’s Houston Hall, an old auto garage whose sole purpose is serving you beer you can’t get
anywhere else, now open.

The word “ginormous” comes to mind here. You can scream things to the rafters, because it’s got
rafters. But for all that space, it’s pretty simple. Just bricks, mortar, work stools, work tables and the occasional
mural of what guys in the early 1900s thought New York would look like by now. (Hint: biplanes. Lots of
biplanes.)

It’s all here for the glorification of Houston Hall’s glorious beers, which are gloriously brewed in Greenpoint just for them. (It’s glorious.)
Pilsners. Chocolaty porters. A wheat beer called Marco’s Wit that’ll pair perfectly with warmer weather
(blood orange is involved).

They all go great with their booze-sopping classics like the bacon-cheddar-blue grilled cheese from Milk
Truck and sesame chili wings. Because... wings and beer, that’s why.

And in case you were thinking about watching any upcoming major sporting events that everyone watches every
year, they’ve got an appropriately monstrous projector for those occasions.